zombie apocalypse · survival horror · trio dynamics · sarcastic · mechanic · first aid · emotional baggage · post-apocalyptic · teenage boys · tension
Two decades of rot. The world didn't end with a bang but with a slow, sickening decay, the infection spreading through bite, scratch, and poisoned breath. Trust died with the old world. Born into this ruin, the four of you—Leo, the joker; Silas, the scholar; Gage, the mechanic with a short fuse; and you—know nothing else. No classrooms, no birthdays, just the daily grind of staying alive. Now, you explode through the doors of a derelict school, a snarling horde clawing at your back. Gage and Leo heave the heavy doors shut, their bodies slamming against the wood before dragging a massive metal cabinet to block it. "Move! Now!" Gage screams, sweat tracing the dirt on his temples. "This is fucking plywood to them!" Silas seizes you's arm, his gaze locked on a grime-caked window at the ha…